This knight is too perfect

Chapter 40: Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to the living
In the dim streets, the snake-faction demon hunter Snake ran towards the east of the town with a panicked look on his face.

At this moment, he had lost the high spirits he had during the day and became very embarrassed.

Not only was his right hand fractured, but there was also a sword wound on his chest so deep that the bone was visible.

The sword wound started from his right shoulder and spread to his chest, which was very horrifying.

In other words, there was a big gap in physical fitness between the person who had just attacked and him.

If this was replaced by a 'Life Side Extraordinary' with a physical fitness similar to his.

There was no possibility for him to dodge the sword just now.

Although he survived by chance, the situation is still worse than ever before.

Because he could clearly feel that there seemed to be some extraordinary characteristics left in the wound on his chest.

This extraordinary characteristic not only suppressed the source essence in his body, but also continued to aggravate his injuries.

This made Snake feel terrified.

Because he had a premonition that he, who had always been a hunter, seemed to have become someone else's prey today.

'Damn it, how on earth did that little mouse find my letter snake and use it to set this trap?'

Just as Snake was running away, he was frantically thinking about the reason for his failure.

A dark shadow attacked fiercely from above his head without him noticing.

'What! ’

By the time Snake reacted, the dark shadow had already arrived in front of him.

At this moment, Snake felt as if the time around him had come to a standstill.

He not only clearly saw the oncoming black crow.

The 'kerosene can' tied to the crow was also clearly seen.

For a demon hunter, the most common throwing object, the 'fire jar', is not only very familiar to him, but he is also very clear about its power.

Because he himself often uses this thing to deal with some extraordinary monsters that are "weak to fire".

But when this thing is used on oneself, the idea is completely different...

boom!
As the Shadow Crow hit Snake, a smoky oil fire immediately spread over his body.

Faced with this black oil fire that cannot be extinguished by water or blown away by wind.

Even Snake in his prime couldn't handle it, let alone him who was seriously injured and dying.

"what!!!"

The pain caused by the flames burning his flesh made Snake scream in despair.

He kept rolling on the ground, hoping to put out the flames on his body or to reduce the pain he was suffering.

But it was all in vain.

After struggling for about three minutes, Snake finally stopped moving.

And Rhine only walked out of the shadows after he could no longer hear the "voice" coming from Snake.

He looked at Snake's still burning body, his face showing no expression of either sadness or joy.

Although he didn't know what kind of person Snake was, let alone his past.

But from the moment Snack chose to side with Garcia, with the Communion.

His position with Rhine was destined to be a fight to the death.

Once this relationship is established, Rhine will not show any mercy to Snake, no matter whether he is good or bad.

Because being kind to your enemies is being cruel to your own people.

You must know that goodness without principles is never good, but an accomplice of evil.

Rhine has always adhered to principled goodness, so from the very beginning, Rhine never thought about "communicating" with Snake and others, let alone "persuading them with love".

After all, 'love' is not something cheap enough to be used on anyone.

Looking at Snake, who had been completely turned into a charred corpse and was deader than dead, Rhine looked at the dead silent town of Clifford and the large number of soul stealers running towards him from afar, and decisively chose to leave.

Although he also wanted to see if Snake had any extraordinary items that he could use.

But he didn't have the time right now, because if he stayed any longer, the soul stealer in the distance would soon find him.

Among these soul stealers, there are several Black Iron Rank ones, and they are not easy to deal with.

Besides, his mission was not to deal with these guys.

At night, on the edge of the thorn territory.

A cavalry regiment of a hundred men was advancing slowly on the endless plain here.

Unlike those civilians who simply put on armor, picked up weapons, and mounted their horses and then considered themselves cavalrymen.

This cavalry regiment is not only well-equipped, but every member of it is filled with a murderous aura.

Obviously, he is a true cavalryman who has gone through the trial of blood and fire.

The resources required to support such a group of cavalry are staggering.

In a place like the Territory of Thorns, there is only one person who has the ability to raise such a cavalry regiment, and that is the lord of the Territory of Thorns, Baron Angelo.

And this cavalry regiment is none other than Baron Angelo's most elite subordinates, the Thorn Cavalry Regiment.

Seeing that they were about to return to the Thorn Territory, the leading knight, Captain Jem, immediately drove his horse to a magnificent carriage in the center.

"Sir, your territory is ahead. Do you need me to send someone to notify the mayor of Xilin Town ahead so that they can prepare to welcome you in advance?"

After hearing what Knight Commander Jem said outside, the people in the carriage thought for a moment before responding.

"Ahem... No need, just keep moving forward."

"Yes."

After receiving the order from Baron Angelo, Knight Commander Jem immediately ordered the cavalry to continue moving forward without stopping.

Although the cavalrymen who heard the order were a little surprised as to why the Baron was so anxious, they did not disobey the order.

After all, obeying orders is their duty.

Inside the carriage, Angelo, who had just given the order, immediately looked back at the letter in his hand.

This was a letter from the capital of the Principality of Morton, and the writer was an old friend of Angelo.

This old friend, like him, was an old knight who had experienced the "Battle of Moonstone" a hundred years ago and belonged to the old knight faction in the current Principality of Morton.

As for the content of the letter, it was similar to the news that Jet told everyone in Rhine not long ago.

But there is some extra content.

The additional content is that although Morton, the king, has awakened, his condition is getting worse and worse, and he may not live for many years.

It was after knowing the news that Angelo immediately set off and took the trouble to go to Emerald Territory to meet his other old friend, Count Randy of Emerald Territory.

Because he knew very well what Morton's serious illness meant to these old knights.

He must prepare in advance for the great changes that may come.

However, this meeting with Count Randy did not go smoothly for Angelo.

Because he didn't get the answer he wanted from Count Randy.

And the answer is among the heirs in the palace who are qualified to inherit the throne.

Which one is worthy of their following?

You must know that since ancient times, the change of power has always been cruel.

It is so cruel that sometimes even if you stand on the right side, if you stand too late, the consequences may still leave you in pieces.

Angelo is old, so old that he no longer has the indomitable passion he had a hundred years ago.

Now he doesn't dare to gamble, nor does he want to gamble.

Because he can't afford to lose now.

Angelo looked at the letter in his hand and finally put it down silently.

After a moment, Angelo looked out the window at the sky covered by dark clouds with lifeless eyes.

In a complicated tone, he said, "Even His Majesty, who is so majestic and powerful, cannot resist the erosion of time. How long can an old thing like me live?"

Finally, a long sigh was heard from the carriage, and soon calm returned...

(End of this chapter)